Wen Tong was forced to open her mouth and endure the storm of kisses that followed him. He swept her entire mouth. It was more like a bite than a kiss, which made her frown in pain.
He was rarely so rough, and his movements carried a destructive power, as if he wanted to bite her into pieces and then swallow her.
Wen Tong struggled hard and pushed his chest forward with both hands. In the past, her resistance was because of her indifference and fear of sex. Now, this resistance is because he had just slept with another woman.
, but he could be intimate with her without changing his eyebrows. She felt that she was like an emotionless tool, being used at will, and no one would take her feelings into consideration or care about her mood.
Especially him.
"Ah..." Beichen Xiao suddenly groaned, and his sexy thin lips were bitten by Wen Tong, and the bright red blood was shocking.
"You bite me?" There was frightening anger in the dark eyes, and there was a coldness in the voice, as if it was a poisonous knife. The scene he saw in the rain today suddenly came back to him, making him even more angry.
The blood surged.
He wanted to keep his integrity for that brat? He just refused to let her get what she wanted.
"Don't touch me." Wen Tong shrank to the bedside, tightly grasping the pillow beside him. At this time, Beichen Xiao was really a bit scary. If he said he wasn't scared, he would be lying.
"Wen Tong, do you dare to be disobedient?" Bei Chenxiao stood by the bed and stared at her coldly. Very well, she succeeded in irritating him, making his usually controllable emotions fluctuate like this for the first time. See
Come on, he needs to teach her how to be well-behaved.
Beichenxiao unbuttoned his shirt without saying a word, and his strong chest was gradually exposed to the air. He took off his shirt and threw it casually on the floor.
Wen Tong grabbed the pillow and held it tightly in her arms, watching him approach slowly like a dangerous leopard. The dangerous aura on his body was like a rapidly spreading flame, igniting her little by little.
She got up and was about to run away, but he held her ankle and dragged her back. He used so much force that Wen Tong felt that her ankle was clamped by iron pliers, and the pain made her break into a cold sweat.
She wanted to grab the edge of the bed, but failed, and was dragged face down by him in front of her eyes.
He roughly reached his hands under her skirt and tore open her stockings. The thin bottoms were fragile under his palms.
The girl's delicate flowers were exposed to the devil's eyes, and his eyes suddenly darkened and dyed.
Wen Tong heard the sound of untying his belt from behind. She knew what he was going to do. She remembered the pain so deeply that it was almost instinctive. She kicked him hard on the chest, "Beichen Xiao, let me go, you
So dirty.”
She said he was dirty? She thought he was dirty? That boy was her favorite, right?
To hell with her purity.
Bei Chenxiao sneered and inserted one finger without mercy.
"Ah..." Wen Tong exhaled in pain, she was covered in cold sweat, without any moisture, it really hurt.
"Dirty? I will make you want to die." He whispered evil words into her ear, his fingers moving non-stop, "Wen Tong, remember your identity, you pissed me off, you get nothing.
arrive."
He added another finger maliciously.
Wen Tong was in so much pain that she couldn't speak, and her teeth clenched the sheets underneath her.
However, the most painful thing is not the body, but the position of the chest. He is right. She should always remember her identity. She is just a lover who was sold to him for profit. She can come and go at a moment's notice.
She is not his so-and-so.
She thought of the sketch she drew, and she still remembered him in the drawing. He would have a very nice and soft smile, like the fragrant bean curds in the morning. That was how she looked in her dreams.
She doesn't know what it feels like to like someone, but these three words Beichen Xiao will make her...heartache.
When it got hot down there, his movements suddenly stopped.
He saw blood on his fingers, bright red blood, and more, constantly flowing out from under her body.
He suddenly panicked, almost without thinking, he hugged Wen Tong into his arms, brushed away the broken hair in front of her, and there was a hint of panic in his voice, "Wen Tong, what's wrong with you?"